Neæra: A Tale of Ancient RomeGraham, John W. (John William), active 1886-1887
History
Neæra: A Tale of Ancient Rome
Graham, John W. (John William), active 1886-1887
Rome -- History -- Empire, 30 B.C.-476 A.D. -- Fiction
‘To use your memory and duly relate to me anything that your visitors may
say loud enough for your ears to catch. If it be anything about the
weather, or matters of equal importance, you need not trouble to store it
up; but if there may be a chance remark or inquiry concerning any person
or persons of any note in the island, you must truly bring the same to me,
as I should like to hear it. You must, likewise, take notice of their
movements, and everything which may be likely to throw a light upon the
reason of their presence here. You see, therefore, Tucca, that your task
is of the easiest and lightest, and beyond suspicion—merely to keep your
eyes and ears open.’
‘And will you be at hand, or must I go to seek you at the palaces?’
‘Inquire for Alexander at the little tavern of the Widow Paula, and you
will be told where to find me—you will remember to inquire for Alexander,
old man?’
‘For Alexander, noble Zeno.’
‘Good; it is important. Now, by way of commencement, tell me the names of
these women.’
‘I swear by all the gods in heaven, Zeno, I do not know. They came and ate
a slight supper, such as we were able to put before them,—for we knew no
more than the dead that we were to have any visitors,—and then they
retired, and we have not seen them since. It is the truth, as I stand
here!’
‘Well, and what of their appearance? are they young?’
‘Young, Zeno, and the mistress as beautiful as the sun.’
‘Ah!’ said Zeno, nodding, whilst a smile spread over his handsome face; ‘I
think there will nothing very serious spring out of this matter, although
a ten years’ war did once arise on account of a woman. But, nevertheless,
be vigilant.’
‘I will be all ears and eyes.’
‘And secret—do not ask impertinent questions, or you will spoil all.’
‘Not one, noble Zeno.’
‘Consider your next amphorae of wine as sold and delivered, at a point
above the best price in Capreae.’
‘Generous Zeno!’ said Tucca, bending low.
‘And for this,’ rejoined the steward, artfully chinking the coins beneath
his cloak, ‘we will settle when this business is over.’
‘May it be soon; why they should pitch upon my house, and mix a harmless
man up with their women and their works, I know not—but I would they were
away.’
‘And so do I, Tucca, for this early morning watch does not agree with your
humble servant.’
‘But what safeguard can you offer me if he, for whom these people are in
charge, should know that I play the spy on them?’
‘He cannot know if you do only as I tell you; and if he does, leave the
rest to me.’
‘Hermes guard me—I should be but the earthen pipkin between two brazen
pots.’
The steward was looking cautiously through the leafy screen of the doorway
towards the house. He started and said, ‘Hasten, Tucca, look upon your
housetop! There are these same mysterious beings gazing therefrom upon the
landmarks of the island and tasting the morning air—hasten to the
house—they may want thee to ask thee this or that, it may be—there is a
chance—so go!’
‘I will.’
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